The Shire has me thinking lots of things, mainly though, these things:
The all knowing Bernard Shaw. I don't know why, but I could see him acting like god in Shire quiet comfortably. Don't get me wrong, he's a wonderful man, but I don't know how those poor hobbits could keep an argument with the man, being that he hasn't any friends and his enemies love him.
A middle-classed dandy. Comfortably situated leaning on a fence, exploiting his vainity to the young hobbit boy working in his mother's garden.
...And of course: A good, robust, flaunting, merry-minded flower garden. Especially those prideful Sunflowers.
~ Aesthete
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